The Demonic Emperor
In the North Evil City, a powerful aura soared into the Nine Heavens. In this city, nine Great Saint Heavenly Emperors were gathered. They either existed since the Desolate Antiquity Era or achieved their achievements during the Age of Chaos. Every one of them was an expert amongst experts, extremely powerful.
The core gate could no longer be like the previous cities, with weak soldiers guarding it.
However, in this city, the Vice Commander of the three armies was still Xuanyuan. As long as Zhan Xie Zi did not appear, even Great Saint Heavenly Emperors would have to listen to his orders. At this moment, he was standing on top of the city wall, giving encouragement to the three armies.
"The North Evil City is our last barrier. No matter what, we must hold on. I will live and die with everyone. If this place is breached, our homes will be trampled by the enemy, our family and friends will be killed by the enemy. Is this what everyone wants to see?" Xuanyuan used his heart to feel the morale of the three armies rise. He said solemnly, "We have already held on for three months. As long as we hold on for another nine months, once our luck recovers, we will be able to counterattack and kill them all."
"Yes …" The morale of the entire North Evil City was slightly lifted. It was no longer like the previous cities, dispirited and dispirited. Saying anything else was unnecessary.
Because of the gathering of experts, the number of Ancient Sages at the Fifth Heavenly Layer had reached 600, the Fourth Heavenly Layer had reached 6,000, the Third Heavenly Layer had 90,000, the Second Heavenly Layer had 360,000, and the First Heavenly Layer had 860,000. Vaguely, they seemed to be able to stand on equal footing with the two great powers, and would not be suppressed so easily.
At least in the North Evil City, they had set up all sorts of formations in preparation to defend against the enemy's attack. Facing this elite force, Xuanyuan felt that even the 'Blue Dragon Holy Land' and the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' would need some time to break through this city.
"I finally understand why the Demonic Emperor still made him the Vice Commander of the three armies." Immediately, a Great Saint said hoarsely.
"He hasn't been affected too much by the fate attack. Although he isn't very strong, as a general, bravery and strategy are secondary. What's more important is whether he has the vigor and confidence. This kid seems to be okay."
Although these Great Saint Heavenly Emperors were more or less dissatisfied with Xuanyuan as the Vice Commander, they did not dare to doubt the Demonic Emperor's decision.
Originally, they thought that the 'Blue Dragon Holy Land' and the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' would follow up their victory at this time. But at this time, 'Prince Hongmeng' did not advance, but retreated, instead. He led the army to retreat ten million li, setting up camp, and forming formations to guard against the enemy's surprise attack. This Battle had reached its climax. what Prince Hongmeng. Many Seven Six Five Dragon Emperor Sect Six King Formation.
In the main tent …
"'Prince Hongmeng', why did you order the army to retreat? Now that our morale is at its peak, it is the best time to take down North Evil City." Hwang Yue-chan frowned and asked.
"The more critical the moment, the more we have to fight steadily. We cannot advance recklessly. The Demonic Emperor is casting a long line to catch a big fish. He is a ruthless person. Don't think that we are invincible just because we have taken over thirty cities. Don't forget, in those thirty cities, not many Ancient Saints and Ancient Emperors died. Most of them were weak elites." 'Prince Hongmeng' sighed. They had spent more than three months taking over thirty cities, and even more time was spent on breaking formations. As for the enemy's core experts, they did not suffer many casualties.
"As the saying goes, if we stop here, I'm afraid it will affect the morale of our army. With the strength of our army, taking down North Evil City will not be difficult." 'Asuda' was proficient in the art of war, so he immediately said.
"Of course I understand this logic. But do you know why back in the ancient times, when our Zhongzhou Dynasty was incomparably powerful, and when my father led the Hundred Saints and the Four Great Heavenly Emperors, they could only suppress the Evil Race, and not completely exterminate them?" 'Prince Hongmeng's words caused everyone's heart to tremble. Indeed, many people had not considered this question.
It must be known that back then, every Great Sage of the Human Race was incomparably powerful. At the very least, they were existences on the same level as Remnant Cloud Dance. Moreover, they had created their own schools of thought, and gathered the faith of countless people.
Furthermore, there were over a hundred of them. Therefore, one could easily imagine that if there were over a hundred of them, even the 'Qinglong Sacred Area' would be destroyed in a short period of time. There was no doubt about it. Once these terrifying existences were combined, it was not an addition, but a multiplication to calculate their destructive power.
"Why?" Hwang Yue-chan asked.
"Because the more evil races' people die, the stronger their counterattack will become …" The Grandmist Emperor's brows creased into a frown as he said solemnly, "Haven't you noticed? We've killed so many people, but their life essence and soul force are rapidly fading away, as if they're being devoured by an unknown force … Don't you think it's strange?"
"So that's how it is. If you didn't mention it, I wouldn't have paid attention to it. There is indeed a mysterious force that is devouring the life essence and soul fragments. It seems like the evil race's formation is accumulating power, waiting for us to kill too many people. When we are unprepared, they will give us a fatal blow." The pig-headed Great Emperor's eyes flashed with a cold light. If it wasn't for the Grandmist Emperor's cautiousness, he might have been blinded by victory.
"Now that things have come to this, what should we do?" Hwang Yue-chan asked after a moment of silence.
"This time, all the people we have sent out are elites. We cannot afford to have too many losses, so we must try our best to avoid risks. This is something that we need to think of together. You can convey the situation to Brother Xuanyuan. Maybe he will have a better idea." 'Prince Hongmeng' looked at Hwang Yue-chan.
"Okay." Hwang Yue-chan closed her eyes and communicated spiritually with Xuanyuan in her unique way.
Xuanyuan, who was guarding the North Evil City, was paying attention to the situation of the battle and did not pay attention to the defense of the North Evil City. He did not expect the Evil Emperor to have a hidden hand behind his back. How could such an existence tell him everything?
"Husband, do you have any way to avoid risks?" Hwang Yue-chan asked.
"Let me think about it." Xuanyuan discussed this matter with the Greedy Old Man and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"
"It's not that there is no way. It's just that your main body is about to leave this place. But now, everything is under the nose of the Evil Emperor. Once he finds out, your identity will be exposed." The Greedy Old Man said.
"You mean for my main body to join hands with The Great Pig to set up a large-scale Myriad Transformation Kingdom to prevent the enemy's counterattack and minimize losses." Xuanyuan thought.
"That's right. Apart from that, the Evil Race has more curse techniques. They can also lead Buddhism and Daoism. You and Yuan 'er can join hands and use the Reincarnation Scripture and Reincarnation Mantra to break the enemy's curse." The Greedy Old Man said.
"That is indeed a way, but it is not the best way. Let me think about it." Xuanyuan closed his eyes and thought quietly. Everything was in his mind. Even according to what the Greedy Old Man said, the Evil Race's luck was at the lowest. Even so, the destructive power of the counterattack should not be underestimated.
The soldiers that were sent out this time were the flesh and blood of Xuanyuan. He would feel heartache if any of them died. Therefore, he had to avoid it as much as possible. There must be sacrifices in war. But it was not to sacrifice without fear, but to minimize the sacrifices as much as possible.
Many schemes and ideas appeared in Xuanyuan's mind. He wanted to find a better way to deal a huge blow to the enemy.
One day later.
In the main tent of the three armies, everyone's thoughts were similar to the Greedy Old Man's. They wanted to set up a formation in advance and make sufficient preparations to guard against the enemy's counterattack.
"In the Holy Land of the Blue Dragon, there is the Golden Soup Holy Guard. Their defensive methods are the best in the world. I can mobilize them to join forces with the Black Tortoise Holy Guard and form a line of defense against the enemy." Hwang Yue-chan was also at his wit's end because Xuanyuan had not given him a reply.
"This won't do. The counterattack of the evil tribe is more related to the curse. It's like the attack of fate. It's some defensive methods that can't be stopped and will only increase the casualties. More importantly, we need some methods that can remove the curse. In the Holy Land of the Blue Dragon, there are Buddhist methods that can resist the attack for a while." At this moment, the Right Kingmaker voiced his idea.
"There are not many powerful existences in the Buddhist sect. Apart from the Douzhan Buddha who has stepped into the Heavenly Emperor Realm, the others are all at the peak of the Fifth Heaven of Ancient Emperor Realm. Moreover, there are only a few of them. It will be difficult to resist." The Great Pig shook his head at the side. Although the Buddhist sect was developing rapidly, there were a limited number of experts left. It was impossible for them to leap to the level of those major forces in a short period of time.
"There are methods to remove the curse in the Sorcerer Tribe, but the evil tribe and the Sorcerer Tribe have combined. They must have made some preparations for this. Therefore, I think the effect might not be that great …" A Great Sage of the Sorcerer Tribe said in a hoarse voice.
"This won't work, and that won't work. Then what should we do?" Peng Fei shrugged and looked like a big boss, shaking his feet.
"I have an idea. I will lead a group of elites from the Zhongzhou Dynasty and set up the Hongmeng World of Life and Death. It can resist any counterattack of the enemy." 'Prince Hongmeng' seemed to have made up his mind. Since he was the commander-in-chief of the three armies, he naturally had to take the lead.
"No. That might cost you your life." The Right Kingmaker hurriedly stopped him. To them, there was only one 'Prince Hongmeng'.
"So what? Since I am the ruler of the Zhongzhou Dynasty, I have to fight for my people. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, it is my duty." 'Prince Hongmeng' waved his hand, gesturing for them to stop talking.
"'Prince Hongmeng', don't be impatient. My husband is definitely thinking of a way. Wait for his reply before you make a decision." Hwang Yue-chan knew that 'Prince Hongmeng' was an extremely rare leader. Unless it was absolutely necessary, it was better not to act like that. It might affect the cooperation between the 'Blue Dragon Holy Land' and the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty'.
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